Boys Weekend

MJ has been gone all weekend to a bridal shower in New Jersey. At first, I thought “Woo hoo! Boy’s weekend!” I had thoughts of lounging around in my boxers, scratching myself, watching The Godfather and The Godfather II on TV. I would eat junk food, let Will do things he’s not supposed to and have a grand ole time.

Yeah. Didn’t quite work out that way…

I miss my wife. Something fierce. I’m a ruined man now, in that nothing is the same without MJ around. Sure I’m having fun hanging out with Will, just the two of us, but I’m ready for her to come home. Not because I’m frustrated with taking care of Will by myself, just because I miss her.

Ughhh…I’m such a puss. Now if you’ll excuse me, I think my mangina is showing.

Yeah, you’re a puss all right! Ahh, I miss my husband terribly if he goes away overnight. It doesn’t happen very often, but I don’t like it when he does. I hate it even worse if my son has a sleepover somewhere. I can’t seem to sleep if all my peeps aren’t under the same roof.